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"Black Panther lost!"
In the spectator area of the duel area, Red Queen, who was sitting at a glass tea table, frowned slightly.
"His method is a little shameless."
Glazed Ice, who was wearing a snow-white energy robe, had a very pleasant voice. It gave people a clear and clean feeling, which matched her ID very well.
She felt that Feng Luo's method of setting traps was a little shameless because she felt that this method was only suitable for PK maps.
In PK maps, when a player died, all the items thrown on the ground would automatically return to the player's backpack, so there was no loss in setting this trap.
However, if it was in a wild map, in a situation where a player was killed or too far away, the items that were thrown on the ground would have a high chance of being judged as abandoned by the system. As such, most players would not dare to use equipment as traps so boldly.
However, what she did not know was that Feng Luo happened to be a "bold" person. Even if he encountered a battle in the wild, he would still take the risk of losing his equipment to set up some backups.
This was Feng Luo's gaming philosophy: to use all environmental factors and items to maximize the chances of winning.
"Tactics are only about success and failure. People who use their brains are actually more suitable to play this game than pure combat experts!"
Red Queen said calmly, clearly having similar views as Feng Luo. She then asked Glazed Ice.
"Has the information I asked Hound to help me find arrived?"
"Yes!"
Glazed Ice nodded and opened a page of the communicator panel.
"Feng Zhi Luoye, Level 40, Combat Profession Sniper, Life Profession Gun Mechanic, Spitfire. Among them, the Gun Mechanic profession is estimated to be Expert level, the Spitfire level unknown. "
As she read this, Glazed Ice's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Registered as a D-rank hunter in the Hunter's Guild, accepted a total of 17 red-name wanted missions, 94% success rate. Five days ago, the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group of Silvermoon City (B- rating) issued a wanted order for 5,000 credits per level. Three days ago, it was raised to 1,000 credits per level … "
"Overall rating: A-. Relatively strong, low level, high potential. "
Hound was a very special intermediary organization in the game. They did not buy and sell equipment, but all kinds of information.
Regardless of whether it was information about players or NPCs, as long as you could afford it, they would be able to help you collect information. Moreover, they were fast and efficient. In War, there was a market for them among some high-end players and forces.
"Not bad, let's choose him!" Red Queen nodded.
…
In the PK map, Black Panther's sharp eyes kept staring at his HP value.
Since the debuff reduced HP by percentage, both of them only had 30% HP left. Moreover, the rate of HP reduction had reached 3% per second!
In other words, if the two of them did not move, they would both die in about a minute.
However, it would not be a draw. The two players' HP recovery speed would definitely be different. Whoever recovered HP faster would be the final victor.
"Could it be that he's very confident in his recovery speed? Or perhaps his Innate Talent is a HP recovery type?"
Noticing that the "Feng Luo" opposite him still had no plans to show up, Black Panther thought suspiciously.
However, he was not worried. He had now taken control of the initiative. All he needed was a bullet to welcome victory!
Time passed second by second. During this process, Black Panther deliberately observed the sand dune more carefully. He found that the position of the helmet had changed a little compared to before.
This was enough to prove that the opponent was indeed hiding behind the sand dune.
The HP ratio had dropped to 25%!
"Wait a little longer!"
Black Panther licked his dry lips with his tongue. He wanted to ensure a one-shot kill. In theory, the opponent's HP could not exceed 1,000. If the opponent's recovery Innate Talent was taken into account, he would have to wait a little longer to be safe.
25% … 22% … 19% … 5% …
His HP continued to drop. After reaching 20%, the rate of HP reduction increased to "-5%" per second!
"Time's up!"
When his HP reached 17%, Black Panther narrowed one eye. His right index finger decisively pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.
"Bang!"
A D-grade special armor-piercing bullet with a 20% damage bonus, carrying a thick smell of gunpowder and lethal killing intent, spun at high speed and swept across a distance of nearly 700 meters, accurately hitting the target.
"Bang!"
A camouflage helmet was hit by the bullet and flew high into the air. The impact of the bullet also scattered the surrounding sand in the air.
"That's not right … Why is there no damage? Sh * t, it's a trap! "
Black Panther's long-planned finishing blow did not have a damage notification after hitting the target. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.
But it was too late!
A double armor-piercing bullet came from the side of his camouflage helmet, like a heavy hammer hitting the diagonal position of his temple.
“-587！”
Black Panther fell backward to the ground, his remaining 15% HP emptied. His body turned into a white light and disappeared.
At the one o 'clock position opposite him, the smoke from the barrel of the M110 in Feng Luo's hands slowly dissipated.
Luring the snake out of its hole had worked, but Black Panther's endurance had also exceeded Feng Luo's expectations. He had actually been able to hold on until the last 17% of his HP before firing, which had almost made Feng Luo reveal himself.
What Feng Luo did not know was that it was actually Black Panther's bad taste and misjudgment of his Innate Talent that had led to the battle being dragged into a situation where the winner would be decided by one shot.
…
"Pa!"
The hatch of the virtual connector opened and slammed shut. Black Panther walked out with a sullen face.
On the other side, Feng Luo slowly opened the hatch, his face calm and composed.
Who won and who lost was naturally clear at a glance.
"You won. It's just that this kind of method can't be used in actual combat, right? Do you think it's fair to secretly use the rules of the PK map in a duel like this? "
Black Panther said coldly as he looked at Feng Luo.
"Fair? Heh, maybe. "Feng Luo's face was calm and noncommittal.
What Black Panther did not know was that this PK had actually been unfair to Feng Luo from the beginning.
It was not only because of the disadvantage in equipment, but also because Feng Luo's normal attacks had been forcefully reduced to only 75% damage. Even if the M110's attack power had increased a lot after the modification, it could not possibly be higher than his damage.
And in this kind of PK between Snipers, because both sides consciously protected their vitals, it was almost impossible to hit weak-point damage or lethal damage.
So for Feng Luo to win, the difficulty was even higher from the beginning.
"Hmph, the equipment in this game is too lousy. In real situations, if there were two basic equipment, the G-27 Particle Imager and the Ultra-Long-Range Life Detector, your little trick would not have fooled anyone. And even the CF series sniper rifle, which has already been eliminated, can still ignore the obstacles of the desert within 20 meters and directly kill the person behind … "
Black Leopard was obviously unhappy that he had been tricked, so he said in a hateful tone.
"Black Panther, stop talking. A loss is a loss, stop finding excuses! "
Red Queen's face darkened as she shouted at him coldly. She then looked at Feng Luo.
"Mr. Feng, welcome to our mission. Take a look first. If there are no problems, sign this electronic contract! "
Red Queen sent an electronic contract to Feng Luo through the terminal.
In the game, electronic contracts were protected by federal law. If violated, they could be sued in court, and violators would be severely punished.
Of course, there were also word traps in the game contract, so if there was uncertainty, many players were unwilling to sign the contract.
“ok！”
Feng Luo lowered his head and looked at the contract. Soon, his face showed some surprise. He looked up at Red Queen.
"The mission goal is to go to a military base in the Gray Water?"
"To be precise, it's an abandoned military base!"
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